‘I’m 48. I’ve no job, no money, no partner, and soon no home. I’ve two teenage kids who eat a fridge of food every day. I just don’t know what to do any more.’
‘I hear you, I do.’
‘I never thought my life would turn out this way.’
‘None of us do.’
‘And now I can’t see a life.’
‘Uh-huh.’
‘Everything is just crowded in on top of me. You know?’
‘I do.’
‘What do you think I should do?’
‘I ride the bus all day.’
‘Does that work?’
‘Better than walking the streets.’
‘I’ll keep that in mind.’
A drabble is a story of exactly 100 words.
1 comment:
This has some power to it, Rob. It shows how any one of us could be in a situation like that. And riding the bus is better than the streets... Well done
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